The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 683: Difficulty

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The handsome monk walked out of the forest where the Black Dragon Evil Sect was located.

He didn't tell the Zongmen forces in Southern Barren State about Moxiu's appearance, because he had to come in person to subdue demons and eliminate demons.

"brush!"

A fluffy white cat rushed over and landed on his shoulder, asking, "Where are we going?"

Can speak human language

Could it be a spirit beast comparable to King Wu

No.

The little guy's strength is no more than a low-level level, and he can speak human words because he has this ability.

Speaking human language at least possesses spirit beasts, but mutated fierce beasts can activate their intelligence in advance.

The psychic cat is one of them.

This kind of pet-like little guy is not very strong, and can even be described as the five scum of war, but he can communicate with humans normally not long after he was born.

God gave it a cute appearance and the right to speak, so it naturally deprived it of its fighting power.

certainly.

The biggest advantage of psychic cats is that their sense of smell is extremely developed.

"Huh?"

The little guy standing on the monk's shoulder sniffed lightly, and said in surprise: "You have a demonic energy on your body. Could it be that there have been demonic cultivators in the mountains?"

The nose is the real spirit.

"You're outside, didn't you smell the devil's energy?" the monk said.

"No."

The psychic cat said.

"Probably not from here."

The monk took it around the mountains and forests, but still got nothing.

"strangeness."

The psychic cat wondered: "There is obviously a demonic energy, why is there no clues nearby? Could it be that guy flew away?"

The monk said: "The opponent is very evil, and his strength may have reached the emperor level."

"Tsk tsk."

The psychic cat said: "This level of magic is not something you can deal with, why bother to find him."

"because."

The monk said with firm eyes, "This is the responsibility of the poor monk."

"All right."

The psychic cat scratched its face and said, "You are a qualified Buddhist cultivator, but you are too obsessed with sacrificing yourself to save others, and sooner or later you will die at the hands of the demon cultivator."

"Amitabha."

The monk put his hands together and said, "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

"..."

The psychic cat said: "What do you do next?"

"try to find."

"Where to find it?"

"Starfall Continent."

"When your hair reaches your waist, you may not be able to find it."

The monk said nothing, but walked on.

"Huh? That guy is wearing cassock, could it be a Buddhist martial artist?"

"During the battle between righteousness and demons ten thousand years ago, Buddhism lost a large number of top experts, and then gradually declined. I didn't expect someone to take this path."

"Strange, why does that guy have hair, shouldn't he shave his head?"

"It's not a counterfeit, is it?"

The monk stopped, turned around and roared at the warrior in the distance: "The poor monk is practicing with hair! Practice with hair! Practice with hair!"

"Hoo hoo——"

There is a certain power in the sound, which resonates with the space, and instantly forms a strong penetrating power, shaking the blood of warriors hundreds of feet away.

A middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise: "Da Yin Shi Roar!"

"Amitabha."

The monk controlled his emotions and apologized: "The poor monk is rude."

brush!

He left with a wave of his sleeves.

That night.

The monk sat cross-legged in the cave, holding Buddhist beads, and silently recited scriptures.

Thousands of years ago.

After the Demon Slaughter Order was issued, Buddhist martial arts took the lead.

After that battle, although the Demon Emperor was wiped out, the vitality of the strong Buddhist sect was severely damaged, and serious faults occurred. To this day, few Buddhist cultivators have appeared.

It is very rare for this person to be a Buddhist cultivator.

"Aha—"

The psychic cat lay beside it and yawned.

It has known this monk for a long time, and it has long been used to reciting scriptures before going to bed every day.

The monk's dharma name is crossing the catastrophe.

According to him, it was started by an old monk, implying the meaning of helping all living beings to survive the catastrophe.

There is no school or sect to overcome difficulties, just casual cultivators.

After he became a Buddhist cultivator, what he has to do every day is to practice the Dharma, and to save evil spirits and heretics, so that they can return to the right path and stop causing harm to the world.

The psychic cat followed him through the crisis, it could be said that he had a very miserable life.

but.

Feelings develop.

So I won't leave him, and I will depend on each other all the way, living in no fixed place.

After chanting, Du Nan opened his eyes and said, "I heard that there are many evil sects in Huayang County. Tomorrow we will go to Southwest Yangzhou."

He not only had to deal with demon cultivators, but also evil cultivators.

In the past few years, there have been countless evil warriors who have fallen into the hands of this Buddhist cultivator.

certainly.

If there are too many people offended, they will definitely be united and hunted down.

Therefore, crossing the catastrophe appeared in the southern barren state, not for travel, but for refuge.

"All right."

The psychic cat said: "I hope there are no experts in Huayang County, otherwise we will run away again."

"fine."

Du Nan: "Huayang County is no more than an eighth-class county, and the evil cultivators there will definitely not be too strong."

"I hope so."

The psychic cat said so, and muttered in his heart: "Last time he said that the level of Tengyun County is very low, but it turned out that he was chased and killed by the strong for half a month, and almost went to the land of bliss to meet the Buddha!"

the next day.

The weather is crisp.

Du Nan took the psychic cat along the mountain road, all the way to Huayang County in Southwest Yangzhou.

Wan Guzong.

Jun Changxiao flipped through the yellowed ancient books that Li Qingyang collected from the treasure house of the Black Dragon Evil Sect.

Among them, there is a cheat book called bloodthirsty Dafa.

"What do you think?"

Jun Changxiao threw the book to Wujue Xiesheng, and after browsing for a while, he said, "This should be a book of magic methods."

"Cultivation by ingesting other people's essence and blood is really unacceptable. If the previous demon cultivators were so extreme, it would be natural for them to be destroyed." Jun Chang laughed.

Wujue Xiesheng shook his head and said: "This is only a very small number. As far as I know, even though the devil emperor practiced magic martial arts back then, he was an upright person."

"Yeah?"

Jun Changxiao was surprised that a magic cultivator was upright.

He took back the bloodthirsty Dafa, and did not plan to set up a kung fu pavilion for his disciples to practice. After all, it is too cruel to ingest other people's blood to practice.

Continue reading other ancient books.

Most of the above records are from thousands of years ago.

Jun Chang smiled very carefully, hoping to find the remnants of the demon sect separated from the Demon Emperor Sect.

Recently, the mysterious warrior wearing a mask has not appeared, but he will never forget that as long as he finds the clues and determines the location, he will definitely retaliate!

Waiting to be troubled by others is not Jun Changxiao's style, but whenever you have the opportunity, you must turn passive into active!

And this evil sect who practiced the magic cultivating mind method may have records or maybe it will be recorded.

Really found it!

A handbook from the first suzerain of the Black Dragon Evil Sect reads: "Thousands of years ago, I found a cave on the Black Mountain Cliff and obtained bloodthirsty magic from it. It's about the strong."

Although there are only a few paragraphs, it is the only clue to collect the remaining evils of the evil sect during this period of time!

Jun Chang smiled and said, "Do you know Black Mountain Cliff?"

"Black Cliff?"

Wujue Xiesheng solemnly said: "This is the second battlefield where the righteous and the evil fought ten thousand years ago. Now it has been closed and become one of the forbidden places in the Starfall Continent."

"Can't go in?" Jun Chang said with a smile.

Wujue Xiesheng said: "You can enter, but the devilish energy left inside is too strong, and it is easy to go crazy."

"Where is it?" Jun Chang asked with a smile.

Wujue Xiesheng was silent for a while, and said, "In Zhongzun Prefecture."